As you gasp for some oxygen,
your head is spinning still.
Uncertain where to go from here,
you take the helping hands she offers:

“Take both my hands.
And step into the water.
Let’s cleanse your mind,
to make room for another dream.”

Almost 500 miles from home,
and still it seems so near.
Bittersweet memories haunt your mind.
You’re about to return.
Then she says:

“I know the water is cold,
but you have to remember,
why you had to leave us.